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Friday, July 7, 2006

Come home and marry me!
Peter,
I cried so much last night. I miss you so much. I would do nething just feel you hold me. Just to run my fingers through your hair, or lay my head on your chest. I miss your smile, i miss your voice,I miss your scent. I miss the way your voice would move in me like a drum when we held each other when I would make you laugh. I miss the stupid random things we would debate about, like camels in the alamo. I miss the silly faces you would make, and your awkward chuckle. I miss talking on the phone for hours. I miss the way i felt so small yet safe when i stood next to you. I miss your shoulders and your broad chest around me when i felt sad. I miss your big rough hands around my insignificant small hands. I miss the way your eyes lit up when you smiled. Did you know that you have five different smiles? One when you're smiling to be polite. One when you're really laughing out loud. One when find something is funny, but you know ur not suppose to laugh. One when your embarressed and being humble. One when you are being sarcastic. And one when i force you to smile in a picture.
I miss you telling me that its going to be alright. I need you to wipe away my tears. I need you now. I miss the way you always knew the perfect thing to say without even realizing it, like Henry Ford, not the truck guy. Oh Peter, I need you. My mind is made up. I want to marry you! I don't need to go to New York to figure that out. I don't need a month to think about it. I love you Peter Moir Ries. I miss you. Be safe and careful so you can come home and marry me!
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